Sunday, January 18, 2009

Underwear Woes

Blah, blah, blah... I started, this morning, a post about women not being allowed to work in lingere shops in Saudi Arabia even though it was directed with some kind of mandate a couple of years ago that "only" women should be allowed to work in this field. After writing some dozen paragraphs because sometimes I can be a tad verbose I realized that today I just couldn't be bothered with some trivial matter like who should and shouldn't be allowed to sell underwear. I don't have to buy any of my under garments here and won't. Not my problem. Surely there are more important issues to be concerned about.

Although, I will say, that when I was trying to do some "research" for my now deleted post, I came across this and this. I think both are really pretty, but the price! Oh my gosh. Perhaps some will find $143.00 for a bra [retail price $238.00] and $66.00 for a thong [retail price $110.00] reasonable, but I find it insane. Oh, sure, La Perla may have some pretty things, but come on. Just not worth that kind of money!

I have Arabic to review before class and I need to do my nails. Priorities.

4 comments:

Hello - I am also a Google Blogger. I found your site when I typed in a google search about "How many men in Saudi Arabia are married to underage girls?" My husband and I had gotten into a "discussion" about how rampant the practice was and I was lloking for some facts. Any ideas? Your story is fascinating. My site is econmom.blogspot.com if you are interested. Best of Luck to you!

Econmom - I don't have the statistics. I've done quite a few posts of little girls being married off, typically to men old enough to be their grandfathers! You'll probably have a difficult time finding the actual statistics. Supposedly the practice was going to be curbed, and that a minimum age was going to be required - like 15 - for girls to marry. Then last week a Cleric said, "10 and 12 year old girls are old enough."

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Once upon a time, in the not too distant past, there was a Woman who thought she was living the American Dream. Her childhood, although now not particularly memorable, was fairly normal. She went to school. She got a job. She met a tall, blonde and handsome pilot and married him. It was all good. They were the perfect “Ken and Barbie” couple. The handsome pilot built her the house of her dreams in North Carolina, where she thought they would live for the remainder of their many, many days to come. Circumstances, totally out of the control of this lovely Ken and Barbie couple, changed everything. Shortly afterward, they came to find themselves living a whole new life in the Eastern Province of Saudi Arabia. Oh, sure, they are still the perfect “Ken and Barbie” couple, but Barbie now wears an abeyah over her designer outfits when she leaves her house, she has given up her pink convertible because she is not allowed to drive, and she no longer has an office that she visits five days a week, instead choosing to spend her time as a stay-at-home wife and an over-protective, doting Mommy to their two absolutely adorable, much loved and very, very pampered four-legged “Kids.”